The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

When Fang Jifan talked about the word east and west, he couldn't help but glance at Xie Qian.

In fact, if he is relying on his current strength alone, he really doesn't have much courage to tear up with a guy who eats and eats with his mouth on top.

The art industry is specialized, after all, he is a hard-working person.

But with the operation of Xie Qian behind it, things are easier to handle.

Fang Jifan is now bursting with confidence.

Xie Gong is an exquisite person, and his work is delicate.

Although I do n’t know why he helped himself so much, is this important?

Do not!

It doesn't matter at all!

What is important is that our Jifan is going to fight back, and it is a powerful counterattack!

"Your Majesty En Zhun, let the minister invite people to send those things into the palace."

The performance is about to begin.

Fang Jifan was very excited to think about it.

Most importantly, Xie Qian gave himself great confidence.

As long as he sees him standing still, with an easy-going smile on his face, Fang Jifan knows that the overall situation is set.

So he stared at Liu An with a staring gaze, and he was determined by his appearance.

To be honest, Xie Qian should have led this performance. Who would have expected it to come to an end.

These guys really squeeze the soft persimmons. Seeing that they are young and having brain problems, they want to step on their feet.

If there is no redness today, how can we continue to make waves in the capital?

Looking at Fang Jifan's expression, Liu An had a not-so-good feeling!

Obviously, he refused to accept the defeat and settled his mind: "What is it?"

Fang Jifan ignored him and only looked at Emperor Hongzhi.

At this time, I have controlled the scene.

This thing is just like playing football. Whoever can control the whole game will be the king.

The momentum is very important, so you can directly ignore this Liu Shizhong.

Of course, the only question next is, between him and Liu An, who is the national football team.

Emperor Hongzhi kept silent, and at first thought that this guy, Fang Jifan, seemed to have signs of brain trouble. Slowly, he finally began to get back to what he was talking about. What was this Fang Jifan saying ... Take a look.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Incoming."

With an order, the hall fell into anxious waiting, and everyone was inevitably curious.

What is it?

What medicine was sold in Fang Jifan's gourd?

Soon, when a box was brought in by an eunuch, the box fell into Fang Jifan's hands. Fang Jifan looked around and opened the box very simply!

Many people stretched their necks, and there was nothing strange, but Fang Jifan took out a ... Yellow Book.

It's actually a yellow book!

This yellow book is the registered version of the household registration made by the Ming Dynasty for verification of household registration, enlistment and enlistment. It contains the details of the people ’s hometown, name, age, Dingkou, Tianzhai, and assets. The household registration is divided according to occupations. For the three categories of civilians, military and craftsmen.

All in all, the yellow book is divided into two, and the yellow book of Fang Jifan is obviously the household name record in the government.

Fang Jifan opened the Yellow Book and said: "This is the Yellow Book of Lingqiu County. Among the Yellow Book, it clearly records 23,500 households and more than Ding 79,000 of the registered military and civilian population."

"..."

Liu An was silent.

Fang Jifan also said: "After the disaster, I and the living people worked together to count all the victims. The deaths caused by the earth landslide were more than two thousand people. The rest were affected by floods and rocks. Only nine There are more than one hundred people, and no one in the county has starved to death. There are three hundred and twenty-two people in the county who are ill. Of the three hundred and twenty-two, 11 people have died of illness. The rest are in the help of the students Most of them have been cured. "

"..."

There was another uproar in the hall.

This is how people are.

If it is just air-to-air, it would be hard to make a deep impression when it comes to relief.

And Fang Jifan, what he fetches, is real data.

It is impossible to falsify these numbers, because after the disaster, the imperial court will definitely re-register all the civilians and civilians. It will be obvious if they talk nonsense.

Liu An's face changed, and he couldn't calm down at last.

Emperor Hongzhi's face was moving, and in his mind, countless thoughts suddenly appeared.

Fang Jifan continued: "After entering Lingqiu County, the Xishan students led the victims to block six creek river embankments to prevent flooding. They built 4,200 thatched or wooden houses, cleared 9,000 acres of land, and tried to invade Hu Kaishan. After hearing that the prince and Xishan Academy entered the county for disaster relief, they raised their hands and collected more than two thousand thieves in Liu Shizhong's mouth. "

One by one number gently said, but the words are shocking.

At this time, Fang Jifan no longer politely spoke to Liu An and said loudly: "Here, it may be just a number, but in Lingqiu County, these numbers are a living person. They are the same as Liu Shizhong. Parents, who also have wives and children, cry and smile, they also know what pain is, they are also afraid of death, they know how to steal lives. "

"..."

All of a sudden, the temple was quiet, and the bird was silent.

Emperor Hongzhi was also touched. This sentence, not so much as a lesson for Liu An, is it not to blame him.

Obviously, Fang Jifan had no plans to stop, he continued eloquently: "Well, these people have become the number that doesn't care, these people can be irrelevant, these people can die? Then Liu Shizhong is precious You ca n’t die? The students of Xishan Academy are better than others, are they worthy of living? As long as the dead are not the so-called students and handsome in Liu Shizhong ’s eyes, other people deserve it? ”

Moral commanding heights, standing above, Fang Jifan did not feel cold at all, but also felt very warm.

I can't think of Fang Jifan, but also today.

Fang Jifan's heart ... I was moved, and I was moved by a mess.

It feels good to let yourself go!

"I ... I'm not this consciousness, you defiled my innocence." Liu An said a little feeling of lack of confidence. He used to be sharp-mouthed and able to speak well, but in front of this real thing, he was formless. As with being directly crushed, this kind of taste is very uncomfortable.

Anyone who can talk about eroticism has no ability to blame the deer in front of everyone.

Fang Jifan looked at him mockingly and said, "Why, I forgot what I said so quickly? You said it yourself, so many people heard that you still want to deny it?"

"Humph." Liu An sneered, but actually wanted to use this hum to cover up his guilty conscience. He then said: "Why do you say this is the merit of your Xishan Academy?"

His voice fell.

Xie Qian, who can smile, can't help but whisk her eyebrows.

Fang Cun started to mess up.

Xie Qian argued.

To be honest, when it comes to talking, he is not bragging, everyone here is spicy chicken.

So at this time he was very uncomfortable, as if scratching his heart with a hundred claws, facing an opponent like Liu An, it would be like crushing an ant.

It's a pity that there is no chance to show oneself.

At this time, Fang Jifan also smiled, don't worry, there is still. He leaned over and took out another book.

"..." Liu An shivered. He felt his mouth was too cheap.

The temple was still silent.

Fang Jifan took out the book and said: "In the twelve years of Hongzhi, Sichuan's political ambassador also had a county, and a land collapse occurred. This time, the ground collapse is lower than the Lingqiu ground collapse, but the intensity is lower. It was copied from Hongzhi in the twelve years, and it was unmistakable. What was written on it was that the people in the county did not save three, ten did not save three. The people of "Fairy" must not understand. Well, let me explain it. This means that if the casualties in Lingqiu County are the same as those in the county, the number of people who can survive will not exceed 30,000. , The remaining 60,000 people will die without a burial place. "

Shocked!

After this specific number was reported, no one questioned this number.

More than 50,000 lives.

If it was not for Xishan Academy to enter the disaster area, what would be the consequences?

Emperor Hongzhi narrowed his eyes. He looked at Fang Jifan, his grievances had disappeared without a trace.

With so many people dead, natural disasters and man-made disasters have unbearable consequences.

At least my own emperor is absolutely uneasy ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is enough to make myself have nightmares.

He sighed in his heart, and he couldn't help thinking at this time, it was extremely difficult to save these people.

The upper and lower people of the academy, including the prince and Fang Jifan, how much hard work and blood and tears were paid in this?

How can others know these? It ’s just myself, I ca n’t imagine.

Thinking of this, Emperor Hongzhi subconsciously glanced at Zhu Houzhao.

Seeing Zhu Houzhao bow his head down, trembling, the heart of Emperor Hongzhi melted instantly.

At this time, Fang Jifan's voice echoed in the palace: "His Royal Highness Prince and Xishan Academy entered Lingqiu County. The people rescued were more than 50,000. 50,000 people may not be worth mentioning in Liu Shi's eyes ..."

"Nonsense!" Liu An exploded: "I haven't said that."

"I'm making an analogy." Fang Jifan said without changing his face.

"..."

Liu An's heart was a bit tired, and there was a feeling of kidney overdraw.

Fang Jifan continued: "But in order to rescue 50,000 people, Xishan's survivors died and died, is that a big deal? Does our Fang Jifan also enter Lingqiu County? His Royal Highness Prince does not Where did you accuse me of scorning life, but you never know that the ancient sages all took life as their own responsibility, and even if they died, they did not flinch. But the people at Xishan Academy waited for death, in your eyes, It ’s a joke, as if they ’re doing it for nothing, and dare to ask what you mean, do you still have a conscience? Are you embarrassed to call yourself a saint ’s door? "

"..." Liu An wanted to vomit blood, suddenly lost confidence, and quickly explained: "I don't mean that."

"That's what you mean!" Fang Jifan pressed step by step.

"I mean ... I ... I ..."

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